Chapter 1611


    “Are you saying that I am talking sh*t?”


    This time, Francesca reacted very quickly as she stared at him fiercely.


    “Of course not. Every single word you said is of utmost importance.”


    Zachary''s survival instincts were very strong. He was only able to move his head right now, so his very


    survival was dependent on Francesca''s mood.


    I won''t dare to offend her.


    Hmph! You are not that stupid after


    all!”


    Francesca rolled her eyes at him and scooped the food out of the pot.


    She had prepared another dish for herself as well.


    “I thought we are discussing about curing my illness. Why are you eating?”


    Zachary frowned. The mood of this woman shifts so fast. One minute she is immersed in sorrow, and


    the very next moment, she starts eating.


    “I will only have the energy to treat you once I am full.”


    While Francesca was eating, she crushed an apple with her hand and squeezed the juice into a ss.


    Once the ss was full, she sipped the juice and enjoyed her meat at the same time.


    Once in a while, she would throw a few pieces of meat and bones for the limping aged wolf next to her.


    As for the eagle and python, she would leave them to hunt for their own food.


    Zachary saw her savoring the food with such relish that he started to feel hungry. He asked, “Any food


    for me?”


    “You still can''t move right now, so you can only consume a liquid diet.”


    Charlotte pushed the ss of juice to him.


    “That’s mine?” Zachary looked at the leftover apple juice and could not help but frown. “I feel that I''m


    down to all skin and bones, and I should be eating some solid food.”


    “After you eat, you will poop. Who is going to clean up for you?” snapped Francesca. “Before you can


    take care of yourself, this is all you''re allowed to consume.”


    Zachary was taken aback. “I will get hungry, won''t I?”


    “But you won''t starve to death.”


    Francesca continued to enjoy her meat.


    “Your service is below par. I''m afraid I will have to scale back on your treatment fee,” said Zachary


    grumpily.


    “Scale back?”


    At the mention of money, Francesca''s eyes turned ice-cold. She reached out for the cleaver next to her


    and threw it. Therge knife stabbed into a wooden board beside Zachary''s neck, the tip of the knife


    only a millimeter away from cutting him.


    Zachary''s eyes widened in shock. He did not even dare to breathe.


    Francesca removed a notebook from her pocket and walked up to him. She opened the book up and


    ced it in front of his eyes with her finger pointing at the page.


    “Look carefully. This is what you owe me for the treatment. Your handprint is on it. If you deny it, I will


    chop you up right now!”


    Zachary squinted his eyes and eximed in disbelief, “What? Eight hundred million? Are you sure?”


    “Am I sure? There''s no mistake here. In fact, I have yet to add in the charges for the past few days.”


    With that, she took out a pen and started to write in the notebook.


    Pffi! Zachary nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. “I have never heard of any doctor who wants half of


    her patient''s inheritance. You are too much!” Reаd at Dramanovеls


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    The limping wolf perked up when it heard that and started to make its way over to Zachary.


    “Fine, fine. I''ll pay.”


    Zachary gave in immediately. Nothing mattered most at the moment other than his life.